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Shakespeare, William
Published: 1601
Categorie(s): Fiction, Drama
Source: http://shakespeare.mit.edu/
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About Shakespeare:
William Shakespeare (baptised 26 April 1564 – died 23 April
1616) was an English poet and playwright, widely regarded as
the greatest writer in the English language and the world's
pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national
poet and the "Bard of Avon" (or simply "The Bard"). His surviv-
ing works consist of 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative
poems, and several other poems. His plays have been trans-
lated into every major living language, and are performed
more often than those of any other playwright. Shakespeare
was born and raised in Stratford-upon-Avon. At the age of 18
he married Anne Hathaway, who bore him three children:
Susanna, and twins Hamnet and Judith. Between 1585 and
1592 he began a successful career in London as an actor,
writer, and part owner of the playing company the Lord
Chamberlain's Men, later known as the King's Men. He ap-
pears to have retired to Stratford around 1613, where he died
three years later. Few records of Shakespeare's private life
survive, and there has been considerable speculation about
such matters as his sexuality, religious beliefs, and whether the
works attributed to him were written by others. Shakespeare
produced most of his known work between 1590 and 1613. His
early plays were mainly comedies and histories, genres he
raised to the peak of sophistication and artistry by the end of
the sixteenth century. Next he wrote mainly tragedies until
about 1608, including Hamlet, King Lear, and Macbeth, con-
sidered some of the finest examples in the English language. In
his last phase, he wrote tragicomedies, also known as ro-
mances, and collaborated with other playwrights. Many of his
plays were published in editions of varying quality and accur-
acy during his lifetime, and in 1623 two of his former theatrical
colleagues published the First Folio, a collected edition of his
dramatic works that included all but two of the plays now re-
cognised as Shakespeare's. Shakespeare was a respected poet
and playwright in his own day, but his reputation did not rise
to its present heights until the nineteenth century. The Ro-
mantics, in particular, acclaimed Shakespeare's genius, and
the Victorians hero-worshipped Shakespeare with a reverence
that George Bernard Shaw called "bardolatry". In the twentieth
century, his work was repeatedly adopted and rediscovered by
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new movements in scholarship and performance. His plays re-
main highly popular today and are consistently performed and
reinterpreted in diverse cultural and political contexts
throughout the world. Source: Wikipedia
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Act I
DUKE ORSINO
CURIO
DUKE ORSINO
What, Curio?
CURIO
The hart.
DUKE ORSINO
4
Methought she purged the air of pestilence!
That instant was I turn'd into a hart;
And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
E'er since pursue me.
Enter VALENTINE
How now! what news from her?
VALENTINE
DUKE ORSINO
5
SCENE II. The sea-coast.
VIOLA
Captain
VIOLA
Captain
VIOLA
Captain
VIOLA
6
For saying so, there's gold:
Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope,
Whereto thy speech serves for authority,
The like of him. Know'st thou this country?
Captain
VIOLA
Captain
VIOLA
Captain
Orsino.
VIOLA
Captain
VIOLA
7
What's she?
Captain
VIOLA
Captain
VIOLA
8
Captain
VIOLA
9
SCENE III. OLIVIA'S house.
MARIA
MARIA
MARIA
10
MARIA
Ay, he.
MARIA
MARIA
MARIA
11
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
What's that?
12
My niece's chambermaid.
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
13
Sir, I have not you by the hand.
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
14
O knight thou lackest a cup of canary: when did I
see thee so put down?
SIR ANDREW
No question.
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
15
Past question; for thou seest it will not curl by nature.
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
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SIR TOBY BELCH
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
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SIR TOBY BELCH
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SCENE IV. DUKE ORSINO's palace.
VALENTINE
VIOLA
VALENTINE
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
19
And tell them, there thy fixed foot shall grow
Till thou have audience.
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
20
When least in company. Prosper well in this,
And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord,
To call his fortunes thine.
VIOLA
I'll do my best
To woo your lady:
Aside
yet, a barful strife!
Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife.
Exeunt
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SCENE V. OLIVIA'S house.
MARIA
Clown
MARIA
Clown
MARIA
Clown
MARIA
Clown
22
Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those
that are fools, let them use their talents.
MARIA
Clown
MARIA
Clown
MARIA
Clown
MARIA
Clown
23
Wit, an't be thy will, put me into good fooling!
Those wits, that think they have thee, do very oft
prove fools; and I, that am sure I lack thee, may
pass for a wise man: for what says Quinapalus?
'Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit.'
Enter OLIVIA with MALVOLIO
God bless thee, lady!
OLIVIA
Clown
OLIVIA
Clown
OLIVIA
Clown
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Misprision in the highest degree! Lady, cucullus non
facit monachum; that's as much to say as I wear not
motley in my brain. Good madonna, give me leave to
prove you a fool.
OLIVIA
Clown
OLIVIA
Clown
OLIVIA
Well, sir, for want of other idleness, I'll bide your proof.
Clown
OLIVIA
Clown
OLIVIA
25
Clown
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
Clown
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
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guiltless and of free disposition, is to take those
things for bird-bolts that you deem cannon-bullets:
there is no slander in an allowed fool, though he do
nothing but rail; nor no railing in a known discreet
man, though he do nothing but reprove.
Clown
MARIA
OLIVIA
MARIA
OLIVIA
MARIA
OLIVIA
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Exit MALVOLIO
Now you see, sir, how your fooling grows old, and
people dislike it.
Clown
OLIVIA
A gentleman.
OLIVIA
Clown
OLIVIA
28
Lechery! I defy lechery. There's one at the gate.
OLIVIA
OLIVIA
Clown
OLIVIA
Go thou and seek the crowner, and let him sit o' my
coz; for he's in the third degree of drink, he's
drowned: go, look after him.
Clown
MALVOLIO
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have a foreknowledge of that too, and therefore
comes to speak with you. What is to be said to him,
lady? he's fortified against any denial.
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
Why, of mankind.
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
Of very ill manner; he'll speak with you, will you or no.
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
Not yet old enough for a man, nor young enough for
a boy; as a squash is before 'tis a peascod, or a
cooling when 'tis almost an apple: 'tis with him
in standing water, between boy and man. He is very
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well-favoured and he speaks very shrewishly; one
would think his mother's milk were scarce out of him.
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
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VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
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and allowed your approach rather to wonder at you
than to hear you. If you be not mad, be gone; if
you have reason, be brief: 'tis not that time of
moon with me to make one in so skipping a dialogue.
MARIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
Yet you began rudely. What are you? what would you?
VIOLA
OLIVIA
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Now, sir, what is your text?
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
In Orsino's bosom.
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
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Excellently done, if God did all.
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
35
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
36
Above my fortunes, yet my state is well:
I am a gentleman.
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
37
Run after that same peevish messenger,
The county's man: he left this ring behind him,
Would I or not: tell him I'll none of it.
Desire him not to flatter with his lord,
Nor hold him up with hopes; I am not for him:
If that the youth will come this way to-morrow,
I'll give him reasons for't: hie thee, Malvolio.
MALVOLIO
Madam, I will.
Exit
OLIVIA
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Act II
ANTONIO
Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with
you?
SEBASTIAN
SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO
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SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO
SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO
SEBASTIAN
If you will not undo what you have done, that is,
kill him whom you have recovered, desire it not.
Fare ye well at once: my bosom is full of kindness,
and I am yet so near the manners of my mother, that
upon the least occasion more mine eyes will tell
tales of me. I am bound to the Count Orsino's court:
farewell.
Exit
ANTONIO
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But, come what may, I do adore thee so,
That danger shall seem sport, and I will go.
Exit
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SCENE II. A street.
MALVOLIO
VIOLA
MALVOLIO
VIOLA
MALVOLIO
VIOLA
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For she did speak in starts distractedly.
She loves me, sure; the cunning of her passion
Invites me in this churlish messenger.
None of my lord's ring! why, he sent her none.
I am the man: if it be so, as 'tis,
Poor lady, she were better love a dream.
Disguise, I see, thou art a wickedness,
Wherein the pregnant enemy does much.
How easy is it for the proper-false
In women's waxen hearts to set their forms!
Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we!
For such as we are made of, such we be.
How will this fadge? my master loves her dearly;
And I, poor monster, fond as much on him;
And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me.
What will become of this? As I am man,
My state is desperate for my master's love;
As I am woman,—now alas the day!—
What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe!
O time! thou must untangle this, not I;
It is too hard a knot for me to untie!
Exit
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SCENE III. OLIVIA's house.
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
Clown
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How now, my hearts! did you never see the picture
of 'we three'?
SIR ANDREW
Clown
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
Clown
45
SIR TOBY BELCH
A love-song, a love-song.
SIR ANDREW
Clown
[Sings]
O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love's coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.
SIR ANDREW
Good, good.
Clown
[Sings]
What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.
SIR ANDREW
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A contagious breath.
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
Clown
SIR ANDREW
Clown
SIR ANDREW
Clown
SIR ANDREW
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Good, i' faith. Come, begin.
Catch sung
Enter MARIA
MARIA
Clown
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
MALVOLIO
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My masters, are you mad? or what are you? Have ye
no wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gabble like
tinkers at this time of night? Do ye make an
alehouse of my lady's house, that ye squeak out your
coziers' catches without any mitigation or remorse
of voice? Is there no respect of place, persons, nor
time in you?
MALVOLIO
MARIA
Clown
MALVOLIO
49
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
Clown
Clown
Thou'rt i' the right. Go, sir, rub your chain with
crumbs. A stoup of wine, Maria!
MALVOLIO
50
Mistress Mary, if you prized my lady's favour at any
thing more than contempt, you would not give means
for this uncivil rule: she shall know of it, by this hand.
Exit
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
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SIR TOBY BELCH
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
52
I have't in my nose too.
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
O, 'twill be admirable!
MARIA
SIR ANDREW
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SIR TOBY BELCH
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
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SCENE IV. DUKE ORSINO's palace.
DUKE ORSINO
CURIO
DUKE ORSINO
CURIO
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
55
It gives a very echo to the seat
Where Love is throned.
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
Of your complexion.
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
56
I think it well, my lord.
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
57
My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
O, prepare it!
My part of death, no one so true
Did share it.
Not a flower, not a flower sweet
On my black coffin let there be strown;
Not a friend, not a friend greet
My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown:
A thousand thousand sighs to save,
Lay me, O, where
Sad true lover never find my grave,
To weep there!
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
58
Exit
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
I cannot be so answer'd.
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
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And can digest as much: make no compare
Between that love a woman can bear me
And that I owe Olivia.
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
60
I am all the daughters of my father's house,
And all the brothers too: and yet I know not.
Sir, shall I to this lady?
DUKE ORSINO
61
SCENE V. OLIVIA's garden.
FABIAN
FABIAN
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
62
Get ye all three into the box-tree: Malvolio's
coming down this walk: he has been yonder i' the
sun practising behavior to his own shadow this half
hour: observe him, for the love of mockery; for I
know this letter will make a contemplative idiot of
him. Close, in the name of jesting! Lie thou there,
Throws down a letter
for here comes the trout that must be caught with
tickling.
Exit
Enter MALVOLIO
MALVOLIO
FABIAN
SIR ANDREW
Peace, I say.
MALVOLIO
To be Count Malvolio!
63
SIR TOBY BELCH
Ah, rogue!
SIR ANDREW
Peace, peace!
MALVOLIO
SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
MALVOLIO
64
SIR TOBY BELCH
FABIAN
O, peace, peace!
MALVOLIO
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
65
I extend my hand to him thus, quenching my familiar
smile with an austere regard of control,—
And does not Toby take you a blow o' the lips then?
MALVOLIO
What, what?
MALVOLIO
Out, scab!
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
SIR ANDREW
MALVOLIO
SIR ANDREW
66
I knew 'twas I; for many do call me fool.
MALVOLIO
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
SIR ANDREW
MALVOLIO
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
[Reads]
Jove knows I love: But who?
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Lips, do not move;
No man must know.
'No man must know.' What follows? the numbers
altered! 'No man must know:' if this should be
thee, Malvolio?
MALVOLIO
[Reads]
I may command where I adore;
But silence, like a Lucrece knife,
With bloodless stroke my heart doth gore:
M, O, A, I, doth sway my life.
FABIAN
A fustian riddle!
MALVOLIO
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
68
'I may command where I adore.' Why, she may command
me: I serve her; she is my lady. Why, this is
evident to any formal capacity; there is no
obstruction in this: and the end,—what should
that alphabetical position portend? If I could make
that resemble something in me,—Softly! M, O, A,
I,—
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
69
And then I comes behind.
FABIAN
Ay, an you had any eye behind you, you might see
more detraction at your heels than fortunes before
you.
MALVOLIO
70
and in this she manifests herself to my love, and
with a kind of injunction drives me to these habits
of her liking. I thank my stars I am happy. I will
be strange, stout, in yellow stockings, and
cross-gartered, even with the swiftness of putting
on. Jove and my stars be praised! Here is yet a
postscript.
Reads
'Thou canst not choose but know who I am. If thou
entertainest my love, let it appear in thy smiling;
thy smiles become thee well; therefore in my
presence still smile, dear my sweet, I prithee.'
Jove, I thank thee: I will smile; I will do
everything that thou wilt have me.
Exit
FABIAN
SIR ANDREW
So could I too.
And ask no other dowry with her but such another jest.
SIR ANDREW
Nor I neither.
FABIAN
71
SIR TOBY BELCH
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
MARIA
MARIA
72
SIR TOBY BELCH
SIR ANDREW
73
Act III
VIOLA
Clown
VIOLA
Clown
VIOLA
Clown
VIOLA
74
Clown
VIOLA
Why, man?
Clown
VIOLA
Clown
VIOLA
Clown
VIOLA
Clown
75
No, indeed, sir; the Lady Olivia has no folly: she
will keep no fool, sir, till she be married; and
fools are as like husbands as pilchards are to
herrings; the husband's the bigger: I am indeed not
her fool, but her corrupter of words.
VIOLA
Clown
Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun,
it shines every where. I would be sorry, sir, but
the fool should be as oft with your master as with
my mistress: I think I saw your wisdom there.
VIOLA
Clown
VIOLA
Clown
VIOLA
76
Yes, being kept together and put to use.
Clown
VIOLA
Clown
VIOLA
VIOLA
77
SIR ANDREW
VIOLA
SIR ANDREW
VIOLA
VIOLA
VIOLA
78
Most excellent accomplished lady, the heavens rain
odours on you!
SIR ANDREW
VIOLA
SIR ANDREW
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
79
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
Dear lady,—
OLIVIA
80
VIOLA
I pity you.
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
Stay:
I prithee, tell me what thou thinkest of me.
VIOLA
81
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
82
OLIVIA
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SCENE II. OLIVIA's house.
SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
SIR ANDREW
Did she see thee the while, old boy? tell me that.
SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
84
I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of
judgment and reason.
FABIAN
SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
85
SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
FABIAN
86
Never trust me, then; and by all means stir on the
youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes
cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were
opened, and you find so much blood in his liver as
will clog the foot of a flea, I'll eat the rest of
the anatomy.
FABIAN
MARIA
And cross-gartered?
MARIA
87
SIR TOBY BELCH
88
SCENE III. A street.
SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO
SEBASTIAN
My kind Antonio,
I can no other answer make but thanks,
And thanks; and ever [ ] oft good turns
Are shuffled off with such uncurrent pay:
But, were my worth as is my conscience firm,
You should find better dealing. What's to do?
Shall we go see the reliques of this town?
ANTONIO
SEBASTIAN
89
With the memorials and the things of fame
That do renown this city.
ANTONIO
SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO
SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO
SEBASTIAN
90
ANTONIO
SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO
To the Elephant.
SEBASTIAN
I do remember.
Exeunt
91
SCENE IV. OLIVIA's garden.
OLIVIA
MARIA
OLIVIA
MARIA
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
92
OLIVIA
Smilest thou?
I sent for thee upon a sad occasion.
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
Why, how dost thou, man? what is the matter with thee?
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
MARIA
MALVOLIO
93
At your request! yes; nightingales answer daws.
MARIA
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
Ha!
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
94
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
Cross-gartered!
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
Am I made?
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
Servant
OLIVIA
95
care of him: I would not have him miscarry for the
half of my dowry.
Exeunt OLIVIA and MARIA
MALVOLIO
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
96
Go off; I discard you: let me enjoy my private: go
off.
MARIA
Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks within him! did not
I tell you? Sir Toby, my lady prays you to have a
care of him.
MALVOLIO
MALVOLIO
MARIA
FABIAN
MARIA
MALVOLIO
97
MARIA
O Lord!
FABIAN
MALVOLIO
Sir!
Ay, Biddy, come with me. What, man! 'tis not for
gravity to play at cherry-pit with Satan: hang
him, foul collier!
MARIA
Get him to say his prayers, good Sir Toby, get him to
pray.
MALVOLIO
My prayers, minx!
MARIA
98
MALVOLIO
Is't possible?
FABIAN
MARIA
Nay, pursue him now, lest the device take air and taint.
FABIAN
MARIA
99
bring the device to the bar and crown thee for a
finder of madmen. But see, but see.
Enter SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
Is't so saucy?
SIR ANDREW
Give me.
Reads
'Youth, whatsoever thou art, thou art but a scurvy
fellow.'
FABIAN
FABIAN
A good note; that keeps you from the blow of the law.
100
SIR TOBY BELCH
FABIAN
FABIAN
Good.
FABIAN
Still you keep o' the windy side of the law: good.
MARIA
101
SIR TOBY BELCH
SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
102
Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, FABIAN, and MARIA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
103
Re-enter SIR TOBY BELCH and FABIAN
VIOLA
VIOLA
VIOLA
104
his incensement at this moment is so implacable,
that satisfaction can be none but by pangs of death
and sepulchre. Hob, nob, is his word; give't or take't.
VIOLA
VIOLA
VIOLA
FABIAN
105
I know the knight is incensed against you, even to a
mortal arbitrement; but nothing of the circumstance
more.
VIOLA
FABIAN
VIOLA
SIR ANDREW
106
Ay, but he will not now be pacified: Fabian can
scarce hold him yonder.
SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
VIOLA
FABIAN
107
Give ground, if you see him furious.
SIR ANDREW
VIOLA
ANTONIO
ANTONIO
108
FABIAN
VIOLA
SIR ANDREW
First Officer
Second Officer
ANTONIO
First Officer
ANTONIO
I must obey.
To VIOLA
109
This comes with seeking you:
But there's no remedy; I shall answer it.
What will you do, now my necessity
Makes me to ask you for my purse? It grieves me
Much more for what I cannot do for you
Than what befalls myself. You stand amazed;
But be of comfort.
Second Officer
ANTONIO
VIOLA
ANTONIO
VIOLA
I know of none;
Nor know I you by voice or any feature:
I hate ingratitude more in a man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
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Or any taint of vice whose strong corruption
Inhabits our frail blood.
ANTONIO
O heavens themselves!
Second Officer
ANTONIO
First Officer
ANTONIO
First Officer
The man grows mad: away with him! Come, come, sir.
ANTONIO
Lead me on.
Exit with Officers
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VIOLA
VIOLA
FABIAN
SIR ANDREW
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SIR ANDREW
An I do not,—
FABIAN
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Act IV
Clown
SEBASTIAN
Clown
Well held out, i' faith! No, I do not know you; nor
I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come
speak with her; nor your name is not Master Cesario;
nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing that is so is so.
SEBASTIAN
Clown
SEBASTIAN
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Clown
SIR ANDREW
SEBASTIAN
Why, there's for thee, and there, and there. Are all
the people mad?
Clown
SIR ANDREW
SEBASTIAN
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SIR TOBY BELCH
SEBASTIAN
OLIVIA
Madam!
OLIVIA
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SEBASTIAN
OLIVIA
SEBASTIAN
Madam, I will.
OLIVIA
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SCENE II. OLIVIA's house.
MARIA
Clown
Clown
Clown
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SIR TOBY BELCH
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
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As hell, Sir Topas.
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
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Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
MARIA
Clown
[Singing]
'Hey, Robin, jolly Robin,
Tell me how thy lady does.'
MALVOLIO
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Fool!
Clown
MALVOLIO
Fool!
Clown
MALVOLIO
Fool, I say!
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
Master Malvolio?
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
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Fool, there was never a man so notoriously abused: I
am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art.
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
Sir Topas!
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
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Good fool, help me to some light and some paper: I
tell thee, I am as well in my wits as any man in Illyria.
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
MALVOLIO
Clown
[Singing]
I am gone, sir,
And anon, sir,
I'll be with you again,
In a trice,
Like to the old Vice,
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Your need to sustain;
Who, with dagger of lath,
In his rage and his wrath,
Cries, ah, ha! to the devil:
Like a mad lad,
Pare thy nails, dad;
Adieu, good man devil.
Exit
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SCENE III. OLIVIA's garden.
Enter SEBASTIAN
SEBASTIAN
OLIVIA
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SEBASTIAN
OLIVIA
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Act V
FABIAN
Clown
FABIAN
Any thing.
Clown
FABIAN
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
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Truly, sir, the better for my foes and the worse
for my friends.
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
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But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I would
you could make it another.
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
VIOLA
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Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me.
Enter ANTONIO and Officers
DUKE ORSINO
First Officer
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
ANTONIO
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Antonio never yet was thief or pirate,
Though I confess, on base and ground enough,
Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither:
That most ingrateful boy there by your side,
From the rude sea's enraged and foamy mouth
Did I redeem; a wreck past hope he was:
His life I gave him and did thereto add
My love, without retention or restraint,
All his in dedication; for his sake
Did I expose myself, pure for his love,
Into the danger of this adverse town;
Drew to defend him when he was beset:
Where being apprehended, his false cunning,
Not meaning to partake with me in danger,
Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance,
And grew a twenty years removed thing
While one would wink; denied me mine own purse,
Which I had recommended to his use
Not half an hour before.
VIOLA
DUKE ORSINO
ANTONIO
DUKE ORSINO
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OLIVIA
VIOLA
Madam!
DUKE ORSINO
Gracious Olivia,—
OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
DUKE ORSINO
Still so cruel?
OLIVIA
DUKE ORSINO
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My soul the faithfull'st offerings hath breathed out
That e'er devotion tender'd! What shall I do?
OLIVIA
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
OLIVIA
VIOLA
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OLIVIA
VIOLA
OLIVIA
DUKE ORSINO
Come, away!
OLIVIA
DUKE ORSINO
Husband!
OLIVIA
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
OLIVIA
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Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art
As great as that thou fear'st.
Enter Priest
O, welcome, father!
Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence,
Here to unfold, though lately we intended
To keep in darkness what occasion now
Reveals before 'tis ripe, what thou dost know
Hath newly pass'd between this youth and me.
Priest
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
My lord, I do protest—
OLIVIA
O, do not swear!
Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear.
Enter SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
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For the love of God, a surgeon! Send one presently
to Sir Toby.
OLIVIA
SIR ANDREW
OLIVIA
SIR ANDREW
DUKE ORSINO
My gentleman, Cesario?
SIR ANDREW
VIOLA
SIR ANDREW
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If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me: I
think you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb.
Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and Clown
Here comes Sir Toby halting; you shall hear more:
but if he had not been in drink, he would have
tickled you othergates than he did.
DUKE ORSINO
That's all one: has hurt me, and there's the end
on't. Sot, didst see Dick surgeon, sot?
Clown
OLIVIA
Away with him! Who hath made this havoc with them?
SIR ANDREW
OLIVIA
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Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to.
Exeunt Clown, FABIAN, SIR TOBY BELCH, and SIR
ANDREW
Enter SEBASTIAN
SEBASTIAN
DUKE ORSINO
SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO
SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO
OLIVIA
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Most wonderful!
SEBASTIAN
VIOLA
SEBASTIAN
A spirit I am indeed;
But am in that dimension grossly clad
Which from the womb I did participate.
Were you a woman, as the rest goes even,
I should my tears let fall upon your cheek,
And say 'Thrice-welcome, drowned Viola!'
VIOLA
SEBASTIAN
VIOLA
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SEBASTIAN
VIOLA
SEBASTIAN
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
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As doth that orbed continent the fire
That severs day from night.
DUKE ORSINO
VIOLA
OLIVIA
Clown
OLIVIA
Clown
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Reads
'By the Lord, madam,'—
OLIVIA
Clown
OLIVIA
Clown
OLIVIA
FABIAN
[Reads] 'By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and the
world shall know it: though you have put me into
darkness and given your drunken cousin rule over
me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as well as
your ladyship. I have your own letter that induced
me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt
not but to do myself much right, or you much shame.
Think of me as you please. I leave my duty a little
unthought of and speak out of my injury.
THE MADLY-USED MALVOLIO.'
OLIVIA
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Did he write this?
Clown
Ay, madam.
DUKE ORSINO
OLIVIA
DUKE ORSINO
OLIVIA
DUKE ORSINO
OLIVIA
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Ay, my lord, this same.
How now, Malvolio!
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
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Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge
Of thine own cause.
FABIAN
OLIVIA
Clown
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
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He hath been most notoriously abused.
DUKE ORSINO
Clown
[Sings]
When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.
But when I came to man's estate,
With hey, ho, & c.
'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
For the rain, & c.
But when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, & c.
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain, & c.
But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, & c.
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain, & c.
A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, & c.
But that's all one, our play is done,
And we'll strive to please you every day.
Exit
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